Chapter 6

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After the concert we decided to go to a bar called The Block. When we arrived, I immediately felt pumped by the loud music and the pulsing thrawl of bodies. I took Shawn's hand and dragged him onto the dance floor. He stopped and pulled me back. I spun around and threw my hands up in the air and swiveled my hips. He motioned towards the bar and I nodded. I saw him sit on a stool and ask the bartender for some drinks. I turned my attention to the group of girls dancing around me. I laughed with them as I spun and twisted on the dance floor.

After a good two hours of dancing without Shawn, I decided to go to the bar to see what was taking so long. I reached the counter and looked along the length of it for Shawn, but he was gone. The bartender was cleaning a large load of shot glasses off of the place Shawn was sitting when they first arrived here. My eyebrows knotted together and I rubbed my temples.

"Where did the man that was sitting here go?" I asked the bartender as I pointed at the glasses he was cleaning up. He pointed towards the couches and I felt my stomach drop as I saw a whole load of couples sucking face on the couches. There wasn't one single person sitting there alone.

Shawn couldn't be there, but she couldn't help checking. I spotted a girl in a tight black and silver dress straddling a man with the same outfit as Shawn's. I leaned in to get a closer look and saw him kissing her passionately. I took a double take before tears started to prick at my eyes.

"Wow, I thought I was enough for you but apparently I'm not!" I yelled in their faces. She immediately broke away but I was already turned away. Anger shook my frame as I marched towards the door. A large man with a little beard and shaggy hair stepped in front of me and blocked my path.

"Now where do you think you're going?" He asked with slurred words. He was drunk. I tried to step away from him but he grabbed my shoulders and shoved me towards the wall. My stomach slammed against it but I caught most of my fall with my hands. He grabbed my hair and shoved my body back against him. I started to scream but no one heard me because of the loud music.

"Get off you prick!" I screamed as I turned around and started to punch. I hit his face, neck, and chest. He meerly laughed at me and grabbed my wrists, squeezing tightly. I imagined bones snapping as his grip tightened.

"Baby, stop struggling," he said in my ear. I tried to jerk away but he held me in place as he shoved his lips sloppily on mine. I bit and spit but he didn't even notice. Tears started falling freely from my eyes as I tried to kick people around me to get them to notice, but they didn't even turn around. I mustered some strength and drew my head back a little to try and headbutt him but he just brought his hand and my wrist up to hold my head in place. I bit until I tasted blood but the liquor numbed his pain.

My thoughts scrambled in my head as I tried to find something to do to hurt him enough that the alcohol wouldn't be able to cover up. I drew my knee sharply into his groin and he broke away quickly enough for me to break out of his hold and run. I ran through the people, shoving them out of my way roughly. I shot through the door, the warm air blasting around me as the wind picked up. I cried again and again as I staggered down the street rubbing my wrists. I found our car and saw Shawn in it. I opened the driver side door and pulled him out of the car angrily.

"How could you!" I screamed as loud as I could. I smacked him against the cheek hard. He gaped at me as he held his face. I pursed my lip and crossed my arms, waiting for him to speak. "Talk to me damn it!"

"I know I did wrong!" He bellowed. "But you are the one that found someone else to fuck face with while I left!"

I gaped at him in disbelief. I pointed at myself with my pointer finger. "Me?! I'm the one that found someone new to make out with?! That bitch was basically fucking you right there! That snob was hurting and forcing me! You did it willingly!!!" I shouted, rage taking over my form as I swung my hands in the air and stomped the ground.

"Wait," Shawn began, his expression softening. He started walking towards me and I shook my head vigorously, the tears falling anew. He placed a hand against my cheek and I slapped it away. He tried to hug me and I jerked away. I stepped back away from him.

"This isn't a movie, Shawn! You can't just-" he interrupted me by shouting-

"Well sometimes I wish it was!!" He yelled. I looked at him with a confused and angered expression.

"What? Why?" I said as I shut my eyes and rubbed my temples. I felt a migraine coming on.

"So it would come to an end. So we could come to an end,"

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SORRY. I LOVE YOU. SORRY SORRY SORRY. Dx

-Katie

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